Resurrected memories

Thank you for your willing footprints

Next to my often wayward ones

Even when the waves are rough

Over the sands of life.

Thank you for offering me 

Your half-full heart

When mine is running on empty

Thank you for adding color, again

To faded memories

And your keen exuberance 

To create new pastel-colored memories

Around the grey corners 

Of unknown tomorrows.

I’m glad to watch this space of life

Knowing that you’re here, with me

Even though our heres

Are jammed-packed full with miles

I’ll find solace in knowing

That soon, very soon, once more,

We’ll unpack our knapsacks of memories

And weave a few bucket-list new ones, too.

Author's Note

Caught up with my sister recently so this poem captured my thoughts.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

my sister is still the solid one too ... to my foolish wilding she was wisdom itself ;) and incredibly generous ... she actually let me use her first bought new car ... a white rag top '66 Austin Healey .. i never thought her foolish to do such a thing ..but thought if i were her i never would ;} but we survived all those rough waves and tho far in miles talk at least every week ... i'll be calling her today in fact ..what a touching tribute, Sleepy Guy! I hope you make sure she reads it. peace and joy my friend
E.

[Chris Shaw]

A touching write, the sentiment strongly felt. Busy lives mean it can be hard to find the time to meet with siblings, yet there are so many shared memories. I thought of my brother no longer with us. Make sure you can weave some new memories.

Chris

[Gee]

As Divya said, "beautifully expressed"
Choose not to see my kin, wayyyyyy too much trouble, but happy that you and your sister seem to be soul mates, you and yang even.
Keep making memories.
Good morning

[SleeplessVolcano]

Thanks Mr Gee - a poem can do wonders to thaw a distant heart.....why not write one for one of those "troubled" ones...:)

[Gee]

Hmmmm, would have to think about doing that, long and hard.

[SleeplessVolcano]

Pardon my unsolicited and flippant advice, though I'd say what do you have to lose? (that is, writing a positive poem, not a negative one :) A fire needs a cool breeze to blow it out....

[Gee]

Nothing to lose but in the other hand very little to gain by having them disrupt my life.
We'll see !!

[Lorry]

Being away from family can be a blessing and a curse (you havent met my family, so dont judge), but isnt it amazing how instantly time and distance disolves when they call or visit? We just default into oour previous settings and suddenly we are the same as we ever were, with problems we couldnt stop worrying about being temporarily deleted like unwanted cookies.
They, and we never do change, do they/we? :)

[SleeplessVolcano]

Yeah, families can be tough too....though sometimes the passage of time makes a difference to heal old wounds.
Well, we change, whether we want to or not. Either we plan for it, or life will force it upon us. I prefer the former.
Thanks for popping in :)

[Lorry]

True, and you're welcome :)

[AYVID N]

Speaks to me of enduring love and times of togetherness. Of deep bonds and connections that beat distance. So beautifully expressed!

[SleeplessVolcano]

People often complain about their family members, saying, "one can choose your friends but not your family"....fortunately, I'm blessed with family members who are friends too :)